一个炎热的下午，一个贫穷的农民在挖地。

One hot afternoon, a poor farmer was digging his field.

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在八月一个炎热的下午，我坐在一家开张了两年，离特蕾莎只有一个街区远的星巴克里，一边啜饮着高价咖啡，一边回忆往事。

I am on a hot August afternoon, sitting in a Starbucks that two years ago opened a block away from the Theresa, snatching at memories between sips of high-priced coffee.

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故事发生在1965年8月份一个炎热的下午。

Our story begins in 1965, on a hot afternoon in August.

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